a time to stop *prolougue
i would love to see feedback on this and this is my first story
Im not your average american teeageer you see im a werewolf and this is how it happened . It had been five years since my family died in that fire and i had been circulating foster homes ever since until a few months ago i found a place that would change my life. I found a family finally but the first week was going terribly i was throwing fits and swearing and im going to toss you in the story right here.
"Mike hey Mike come out of your room " said Helen my foster mother in wich i replied " why just so you can tell my how my family is terrible for getting killed" to this i heard her stutter and hesitate and i repleid "yeah thats what i thought " i heard her walk down the stairs to go get her abusive husband bill and i heard him storming up the stairs to wich i broke out my window and jumped injuring my ankle. Then i ran into the woods as fast as i could with an injured ankle finally stumbiling and passing out from exauhstion.
I woke up to the sound of growling and the biggest wolf I had ever seen so i got up and backed up very slowly to wich i recieved a voice in my head"Don't be afraid im here to help" i was struck with fear "who the hell was that " it replied " in front of you you can hear me because this was meant to be" i replied "what is" then the wolf pounced and clamped on my arm and I screamed that sounded oddly like a dog yelping